{PROLOGUE}

I hate and love the same stuff.
I'm probably just like you.
Only everything you're not.
Omg,does that even make sense?
Yes!

*loves:
{the rain
{the reflections
{the youth
{the agility
{the high
{the playgrounds

*loathes:
{plastics
{boot-lickers
{sister's watch
{back aches
{bugs

i don't ask for much but,
high-flier
bedroom decorations
certain japanese comics and series
baudelaire series
more mercy
promised good life

Afianne
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Moargh.de
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shush i'm declaring!herm herm.

i declare this weekend the best weekend of 2006/
Family weekend. Saturday we went eating in this place
where i got addicted to this chicken dish and thus had to wake up
at 3 in the morning to use the toilet after that. While
sis got herself a seriously ugly dress for prom,
i went home with dad and co. and read 'If You Could See Me Now'.
I love love it, okay!! It's sad and inspiring. So inspiring i feel like doing
insane stuffs. For example;

Before i go to sleep at night i'll go singing and dancing openly
in front of my mirror till around one. And i'll usually hide
behind the night curtain in case i spot someone walking by.
If not, i think people are peeking behind their curtains shocked
to see me dancing and singing my heart out.

xD

Today, we went out again as a family; there were a number of firsts.
Today, I first climbed a tree and attempted to read on it but failed.
Today, I first walked down the aisles of an art gallery. Inspiring. Love.
Today, I first saw the biggest fish in my life. Roughly the length of me.

Art gallery, omg. So so so so beautiful. And my father's pestering
me to start on a new project - painting. He said he's going to buy me
an canvas and paints and brush and let me start on my work.
And it just hits me on knowing how supportive my father could get
knowing that i had some ability to produce something pleasant with
my own hands.

There were a lot of reminiscence going on today.
In Tanglin mall, i distinctly got knocked back by the memory of
Hanna and i exploring the mall by what was visible when you
walked down the main lanes. Didn't really explored much.
That was one of my first visits to Tanglin mall.
Our car passed the route i walked to school everyday.
It just pains me to know that i only had 2 more years to
trample my feet on that ugly ground that held so much
memories of us walking in the rain, of us joking like mad idiots,
feeling exhausted with the world after school, talking about
everything under the sun and sharing silent moments when
we're in our seperate worlds.That stupide route's so wonderful.

These things make me want to do more, like eating more,
drinking more, complementing more, criticise more, fight
jokingly more, and most important of all, laugh more.

I'm going to do it.
Pictures uploaded next time (:

1:30 AM

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